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January 12th, 2026: Work again today. I got up at 6:40am and had cereal for breakfast. No coffee, I brewed that at work. At 7:11am, Father Aquinas criticized Urbino saying unrelated things yesterday:
<Hello Urbino, just a reminder this is for spontaneous events. If you want to discuss other things, religious or otherwise, please reach out directly to them and not in here. Thank you!
I got into work and helped some people with some stuff before I got situated in the meeting. I noticed the Latinx Lady, Seth M’s friend, Joy, and Portia were absent. I saw others like Seth M, Ahwahn, Threes, Fives, Wun Wun, Zach A, Lillehammer, Mrauku, Shima C, Zarith C, The three Ukrainians back, Elon, Edgar, and a few others. Here’s the speech that I recorded from the Polish lady:
“Yeilxáak and the Latinx lady will be here next week and [September 10th birthday]’s online.” - the Polish lady
“Yes. [Person] is essentially back. Working remotely as she continues her recovery, so she is on the phone. Uhm So I can let her know when it- I'll let you know when it's your time, you can say hello to everyone.” - Lillehammer
“So. Okay, so some major announcements that will impact everybody, Receptionist’s last day is tomorrow. So she turn in her resignation and we wish her all the best on grateful for all and hard work and the contributions she's made is our receptionist and you would like to say, thank you, this her all the best in her studies as well, and maybe when they she’ll come back to, she's a major in social work, and her last day’s tomorrow, so as you can imagine, there might be some scheduling challenges so some of you may be asked to cover the reception as soon as there was to work that we are in the process of looking for a person to fill that spot. And we have some interviews, uh, coming out this week as well for that. We are still interviewing with Website guy candidates for the community impact coordinator positioning, so that is a position that was created as part of the volunteer coordination, but there are some additional, continuing those interviews. I think we got over 80 different resumes, sets, and a lot of interest in that position. For that position, we're looking for somebody who has experiencing managing volunteers, somebody who has worked with other nonprofit organizations that need help in [city] especially, and [state], somebody who has worked with prior education institutions, somebody, you know, who will be able to get started doing your work and so little training as well. But also that person will be involved in fundraising, donor relations, and maybe will also be involved in fundraising in Dallas as well. So we'll continue our zooming interviews this week, and then hopefully we'll bring two to three successful candidates for an in-person interview. So if you see us walking around with somebody introducing you, just say a few words about yourself beyond: ‘I'm a [6 letter acronym] coordinator’ because nobody knows who the [6 letter acronym] might be or [3 letter acronym]. if you can kind of say a few words about what you do to give that person a better idea when this work is really about.. that we're hoping to hire somebody by the end of January. We all need volunteers, right? We all need volunteers but we also want somebody who will be able to be successful with this position. So that’s the general update, and then from my department, we're getting ready for a trip to DC, so we're going to DC in February and again, we'll be doing a caucusing day. So we'll be meeting with our representatives from different- different representatives, or not only our representatives, but different members of US Congress to talk about work, we do so there's and are going. And then [4 letter acronym] is kind of frozen because there's still waiting for the budget for 2026, but it looks like, at least there is a bill that's kind of very promising and [4 letter acronym] even has a budget line, which is really good. It means that there's specific program will get some a certain amount of information, I'm hopeful about that.”
The receptionist told us that we should go to her if we want to keep in contact. I got back to my desk and noticed Edgar left his umbrella here. I opened my computer to get to programming, I told Edgar about it and then he thanked me for pointing it out. For most of the day I spent my time focusing on doing nothing, looking at the Samuel Pepys diary entry of the day. I said hi to the accountant today and was probably the only one to do so. I saw a meeting with a ton of people and it had the spreadsheet I made so I asked him if it concerned me but Zach A sent me out. I went to get pizza yet again for lunch and then I went back at 1:00pm. I discussed with my manager Seth M about a message from UPS about a package I sent out. Seth M told me that the email was a phishing scam, but I didn’t click the link. I eventually left at 4:00pm and caught the bus at 4:05pm. I took the expensive bus home and started gaming. At 4:33pm I got a scam message from this “woman” named Tammie Wood, take a look at the profile picture “she” has:
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It’s the absolute most demonic thing I’ve ever seen, I tried to identify the banner in the back, probably the 150th anniversary of something, and the windows absolutely confused me. I didn’t answer it. I almost got caught by James having the door unlocked, I’m not sure why I’ve been so lazy about that recently. Well I had a date with Titania today so after eating some green beans and mashed potatoes for dinner, I got in the car with her at 6:55pm and we drove to the barcade. She told me she wanted to go to a spot on the south side but decided against it because it was scary, that’s not even the bad (read: predominantly African-American and rundown) part of town. We got there and I got her across the street as she got a vodka cranberry while I got the rum and coke. She asked if I was 40 and I said no. We went to gaming and I mostly played Pac Man and Ms. Pac Man, I looked online and found out the right corner under the T near the ghost spawn was a safe place where the ghosts couldn’t get you if you looked, I got nowhere near the maximum score recorded on the wall. We played more Mario Kart 64 and we left at 9:00pm. Our makeout session at the end wasn’t as long but I enjoyed going to the place with her. After I got in and took my shower, I had this conversation with fAsherah over text:
[POST SPLIT IN HALF DUE TO CHARACTER COUNT]
 
January 12th, 2026 (Continued):
<REAL
<I Thought Bugs Were Healthy
<Lmao [about Tiffany unfollowing me on Instagram]
<Sry i was awol man 😞 i have three jobs now and for a few months i was waking up at 5am everyday and passing out as soon as i got home, i wasnt doing a whole lot of texting ppl lol
>3 jobs…
>💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀
<I KNOWWWW
<i still have that assistant teacher job, another is doing after school tutoring a few times per week depending and then on weekends im cashiering again 💀
<Hows gemerson been
>Where do you cashier?
>I’m really good, I just got back from a date.
>I’m gonna gangstalk you at your cashier job.
<Oh nice !! Howd it go !!
<First or has it been a few ?
>We went to [barcade]
>Few dates.
<NIICE
<thats awesome !!!
<Happy for u
>Where’s your cashier job?
<Total wine at [mall]
>I’m coming for you’! 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈
<Its p nice, the starting pay is good and you get a free bottle every once in a while
>Give me wine in exchange for alcohol.
<AAAAAA !!
>FREE BOTTLE!?
<Mistake..
<B)
>NOT A MISTAKE!
>So you’re working 7 days a week.
<YOU WILL HUNT ME DOWN. AND CAUSE EXECUTION. IN MY PLAVE OF BUSINESS
>Can I get free wine?
<Yeah pretty much, once in a while wine gives me a sunday off or theres a day off from school or something
<Alas, it only comes once every few months
>Bro you’re clearly super stressed out.
<If we get a leaky bottle or someth ill lyk lol
>Why do you even need 3 jobs?
>Do you only sell wine?
<Started getting charged student loans, insurance refuses to cover medical bills from last year, general disasters yk
<I think ill be able to lighten the load pretty soon tho thankfully
<Oh its like walmart for booze bro
<Everythinge
>Broooo
>What about leaky beer or limoncello?
<Ill keep an eye out 👍
<Alas, i must retire to prepare to relive the horrors tomorrow
<Im glad ur doing good tho and that youve had some good dates !!
>How’s work at school?
<Really good !! I got transferred pretty recently (like mid november) old school was Shit, started at 7am needed to wake up at 5am to commute, super understaffed and underfunded, no books in the classroom and a kid shit on the floor in the hallway one day. New school is pretty good, a lot closer and starts at 9:00, i go between a few different grades and im making good progress with a lot of the students
So basically she got transferred from a predominantly Black school to one in a Whiter neighborhood, I swear teachers talking about their job is a game of try-not-to-mention-Black-people.
>Nice, got any favorite students?
<Theres this super deadpan morbid boy in third grade lol, i get on well with a handful of the fourth grade troublemaker girls too
>Deadass?
>You get along with troublemakers?
<Unintentional Question Mark
<Ass completely deceased, theyre kind of at the age where theyve got attitudes and not a lot of self control so theres some disruptive behavior and fights and whatnot but you can reason with them when stuff like that happens and once they trust you theyre really sweet kids
<Alright taking my leave 🫡 i must rest
>So you’ve reasoned with them now?
<Surprisingly lol
>For real???????
>Like you’ve tamed them?
I sent the same meme about drinking bug milk to Lizzo and Nintendo girl but their responses weren’t as long. I went to sleep prepared for tomorrow.

Song of the Day: Cupid de Locke - The Smashing Pumpkins (1995)
 
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January 13th, 2026: Another day of work. I got up and had cereal for breakfast and grabbed the vanilla creamer I had and took it into work. I got in at 8:17am and clocked in a bit later than usual. I made myself coffee there and sat at my desk waiting for people to come to me begging for help with their tech issues. At 9:31am my roommate texted me:
<Yo the power strip you have for the router and stuff came unplugged once again, please check if there is a better way to plug it in. Not only so the internet stops turning off, but if it's not plugged in all the way, I'm concerned it might spark and start a fire.
I replied back continuing the conversation:
>I’ll have to ask the landlady about that because it’s kind of recessed from the cover.
<Yeah, I guess I didn't notice that
>Just texted her.
[she never replied]
<Could try a different extension cord that has longer prongs, maybe
<Not sure if that would help
>Kk
I made little progress on my add volunteer form except for asking Claude.ai to make me a few functions relating to checking if an email is valid via regex shit or whatever. Edgar sat next to me and he discussed how few people showed up to what he was supposed to be running. I had Threes come over a few times and at one point I saw Edgar over talking with Staples near where the Indian lady sat. Seth M came into the office to deal with some stuff relating to others. There is this folder of people that we handle from 2025 through 2026 under Zach A’s department where they are usually named as “LASTNAME, Firstname Middlename” but I noticed some of them were named wrongly, either having an extra space or missing a space, the last name wasn’t in all caps, it was in the typical western order, or there were some related to some people that were South Africans who had really long names (A signifier of an advanced civilization is both longer names and more unique ones, with Somalians, they will have full names like Mohammad Abdul with Mohammad being an extremely common name and Somalians have an IQ of like 75, 85 if your being generous. Whereas Saudi Arabians have longer names, for example the king of Saudi Arabia since January 23rd, 2015 Salman bin Abdulaziz Al Saud, Saudi Arabians have a higher IQ and a better run country) like some would have 2 middle names and a 3 word last name like Van Der Kerk, I have yet to meet one but they seem respectable. I had to help the Indian lady with some very simple tech stuff, one time I even solved her problem within 10 seconds of being handed a feature I didn’t interact with. I eventually made my way over for lunch at 12:32pm and had a standard slice of the greek freak. I went back and continued pretending to work. I had to help Wun Wun with something and that’s about it. I ended up leaving pretty early at 3:55pm because of the bus schedule change. I got on and then just kept to myself. At 4:00pm exactly, I saw a White guy with a dark grey beanie and a brownish-yellow jacket drinking from a flask of alcohol on the bus, probably some whiskey, and it was a plastic bottle so there’s microplastics to worry about. At 4:02pm, the White guy made an excited yell but I couldn’t tell what he was saying, because he’s drunk. At 4:03pm, he yelled really loudly:
“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
And just started laughing like a cartoonish drunk guy. Nobody commented, not even the guy sitting across from me. I got home and got in. James the Greater was in his room gaming while I gamed more then decided to cook fettuccine with the remaining roasted garlic sauce. I noticed some meatballs remaining in the freezer, so I threw those on a plate and microwaved them to cook the protein separately. It took a while for it to all cook and when I did I reused the microwave plate to eat on. I didn’t enjoy the pasta as much as I usually would. I had no dessert. I went back to wasting my time on Team Fortress 2. I took a shower at 9:00pm and then went to bed.

Song of the Day: Red Right Hand - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds (1994)
 
January 14th, 2026: One day before I have to pretend to be a teacher. I woke up at 6:30am but only got out of bed at 7:00am to buy cereal at the convenience store. I got back in time to eat it and get dressed in my olive green long-sleeved button-up and black dress pants. I took the much more expensive bus to work, and by much more expensive I mean it nearly went up by a dollar in cost at the start of the year with no actual benefits. I got in and got on the clock. The start of the day was mostly uneventful until I was called over by one guy to help him move stuff over to his new desk because Zach A wanted more room for volunteers to work for free. While I was helping him plug in a monitor with a cable extended to its limits to the charging port, Wun Wun asked me for help with his monitor not detecting so I worked on that, but then the Afghani lady asked me to help her with her password not working or something. I reset it for her and during that, Staples waved to me and I thought she wanted more help but she didn’t. I went back to my desk and then stayed there for a while, noticing that I had a similar outfit to Edgar but reversed. He was wearing olive green dress pants and a black long-sleeved button-up. The older Ukrainian woman had met with a client. Later the Ukrainian man came over to ask Edgar what the name was for a tea strainer he had in the English language. I talked about going to Ireland from August 2nd, 2017 to August 16th, 2017 and having tea using a tea strainer instead of a teabag. I continued pretending to program when the Indian lady called me over to help her format her resume. It was 2 pages, technically one front and back. There was some formatting issues like an unnecessary spaces, inconsistent spacing between lines, and the times alternating between being italicized or not. I corrected that all and noticed her languages spoken were English, Hindu, and Punjabi, I asked if she was from there and she said yes, I asked where specifically and to write it on a sticky note, she just said that she was from Chandigarh in the Punjab half. Her true birth place was “The steel city of Asia” and I found out it’s Mandi Gobindgarh. I asked her and I got it correct. At 12:30pm. I went over to get pizza. I got back after eating a slice of the greek freak and then went back to continue working. Zach A had me help work on some spreadsheet work. My final task for the day was to help a guy with setting up his computer to work with his older Surface Pro and plugging in a USB-C cable to the monitors, a USB-C set of headphones, and a USB mouse. I could only plug the cable into the main USB-C port and not use the USB to a bunch of ports extender. I ended up having to use 2 USB-C to USB extenders to get it to work. My mom texted me if I could come home this weekend so we could go up to Superior but I told her that I already had plans. I left at 4:00pm and got home on the bus. Dinner was leftover fettuccine and I took the bus to Eucharistic adoration. I got in there 25 minutes and waited for the confession line to move. I confessed to giving into the sin of lust (masturbation) and the unknown priest told me that my sin was born out of a desire for connection which was corrupted into the sin. My penance was to pray an Our Father asking God to show me what that source was and how I could fix it. I sat in prayer for most of the time just aware that there was nothing I could do to truly fix my lot in life, all it did was depend on the non-existent goodwill of others who refuse to let me live life as a human, I worried that they deserve to hate me because I post about them online for few to be interested in on my diary/blog, but they don’t know that, stopping posting all together would do nothing to quell their disgust, before I started this blog, people treated me the same as in high school but when I went to college and lived in the same building as them, they actually invited me out, but as soon as the proximity faded, they stopped, their hatred for me showed. I still think of Punk’s friend betraying me when I asked her to take 15 seconds out of her life to text Punk, she failed that one thing for me like an incompetent bureaucrat one bread price shitoko away from their rightful public flogging. Nothing truly changes for me nor ever will. I prayed the rosary to clear my mind and then went to reading the copy of Saint Augustine’s confessions I had. Some people I noticed here were Sideburns, Sideburns’ cousin and her boyfriend, Sideburns’ Asian friend, Marie, Nikki and her boyfriend, Rose and her boyfriend, Quinci (Elizabeth moved away), Chagal, Sixes’ friend sitting with Kaufman, Table #2 girl, Nicodemus, Pethuel, Nash, and some others I forgot about. This fat lady who lived near me I saw near Christmas sat 2 pews behind me and I borrowed her pen to correct all instances of CE in the book to AD. I gave it back and then hung around for mass. I got the Eucharistic and there were 3 priests for 2 acolytes. I got to the social downstairs and saw people coming. I was hanging out with Sideburns’ Asian friend, Nicodemus, and Pethuel mostly. Pethuel told us that he was from Michigan, I asked where exactly and he said just outside of Traverse City, meaning he was born at some hospital in the city. He told us he’s 31 and he mentioned his two brother in the military, he said one’s in Italy, while talking about his brother that was let go (not the one in Italy) I mentioned he was in Alaska. Pethuel praised my good memory and said I could be an accountant, Nicodemus asked me my major and I said computer science, Nicodemus told me Magdalus was originally one and he became a missionary. Quinci went over to me after I waved to her and talked with her about stuff. I told her friend that there were 2 dances, one this week and one the next week, I sent her both the fliers on GroupMe but she didn’t reply. I rushed to my bus stop in the cold and when I got on I saw Mercurius’ girlfriend was on the bus, I noticed she was in a corner the whole time, she never saw me but I guessed it was because of the real woman on the bus. I got off and then walked home to take a shower and go to sleep.

Song of the Day: Believe It or Not - Joey Scarbury (1981)
 
January 15th, 2026: More work today and actual work. I woke up at 6:30am but got out of bed at 7:10am. Frosted Flakes for breakfast and I caught the bus in the cold. I got in and got to my desk to clock in. I waited until 9:15am to join Edgar in his class. A volunteer who had makeup so caked on she looked like a porcelain doll. The class was supposed to start at 9:30am but nobody showed up until 9:45am when a Somalian man with the distinctive enlarged forehead they tend to have show up. Wun Wun was with us and so was the Afghani lady. We then found out he needed to do some finance stuff and leave by 10:30am. We waited for a Afghani family of 3 where the young boy was not paying attention at all, he took off his socks and was addicted to his phone. We did the presentation and halfway through this, 2 Afghani men came in, father and son, the son had to be 16 and the father was like 30 years older, they looked like the type of Asian men you’d find in a post-Soviet country. We had to pause for a while to try and figure out how to set up voicemail on the Samsung phone for the father because people in Afghanistan didn’t do. We completed the presentation and a bit later, the Afghani father of the braindamaged boy came to me as my first official request by a client. Keke helped me and he used ChatGPT voice translation to help understand Afghani. He told me there was an issue with his keyboard where none of the keys on the ‘ZXCVBNM’ row worked and only the ‘G’ and ‘H’ keys on the row above worked. I told him it’s a hardware problem that needs to be fixed by a technician. I went back to my spot to do nothing and see who passed by, like Kiana, the Polish lady, Zach A, the Indian lady. I had to change some columns on the spreadsheets I made but couldn’t because some of the demographics tabs were protected. Zach A wasn’t able to change most of them so I went home at 3:55pm. I got on the bus and took it home. I hopped on the computer to write. I eventually made a post for 2025 on Instagram documenting all the images I took and posted it. At 6:11pm, The Texan sent me a voice message telling me to kill myself because I sent her a meme calling her a big thick successful Black man. I continued to read more about the Exodus90 program that a bunch of men in my Catholic center were talking about and found out about this article called Exodus 90: The Other Side of Feminism. With this crucial snippet:
<Baxter explains that he and his associates considered making a women’s version of the program, but after they “made a discernment” with a women’s group, they decided—or discerned—against it. Instead, the Exodus 90 website recommends women join Endow Groups.
<In contrast to the harrowing self-mortification and struggle sessions at Exodus 90, Endow Groups are social clubs where women gather, maybe read and discuss an essay written by Saint John Paul II, and pass around a dish of snacks. Endow, an acronym for “Educating on the Nature and Dignity of Women,” encourages Catholic women to eat and talk more—apparently they aren’t doing those things enough! One of the first images visitors to the Endow home page see is women chatting around a plate of cookies. Exodus 90 is known to take weight off men; it is unlikely that Endow groups have the same effect on women.
<“Discover your dignity!” the Endow Groups website urges, in words inscribed over an image of scones and chocolate eclairs. The caption reads, “Through Endow groups, women encounter their identity as daughters of God, enabling them to grow in their faith and ultimately discover their mission in life.”
<The ladies clearly got the better of Baxter’s discernment.
<Exodus 90 is predicated on the idea that men need hard work and self-denial to become much better than they currently are. Endow is predicated on the idea that women need to be affirmed in their inherent womanly dignity.
Lol, I did more research and discovered the actual equivalent to it is fiat90 which isn’t being practiced at my Catholic center women. On Instagram, this woman I went on 2 dates with once in 2023 and in early 2024 asked me how I was doing, lol, denied. Checking Instagram, I found out that Sita’s 22nd birthday is today from what Rama posted. I made a short playlist of Catholic classic music for the group but never shared it. I had dinner and then took a shower before going to sleep.

Song of the Day: Kyrie eleison - Marco Frisina (2018)
 
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January 16th, 2026: Final day of work for the week. I woke up at 6:30am and had more cereal for breakfast before I caught the bus to work. Early inside with Portia slightly ahead of me. and I made coffee after emptying out the old batch. I clocked in at 8:23am and got to work... doing absolutely nothing. Edgar sat at his desk across from mine and I waited a bit more reading online. I read some blatantly biased National Public Radio article seething about Nick Shirley through their teeth and the subsequent ICE raids on the Somalis that happened because Shirley exposed their fraud. I then read about St Marys, Kansas more and their affiliation with the SSPX, there was one part mentioning a pool being shut down because the more trad people disliked people swimming in more suggestive swimsuits like a bikini or even something less promiscuous like the one piece. I read more about the guy who founded the SSPX Marcel François Marie Joseph Lefebvre (Yes that's his full name) who was born November 29th, 1905 and then ordained a priest on September 21st, 1929, lucky. I saw people go past like Kiana, Keke, Seth M, the Ukrainian man, the older Ukrainian woman, Shima C, Zarith C, the Indian Lady, Staples, and the Polish lady. I continued to browse the internet until it came to 12:31pm and I walked over to get pizza for lunch. It was quite crowded on a Friday and there was the balding guy, the bearded guy, the Black guy with dreads who wears a rosary sometimes, the only woman working there, and a young girl sitting on a fold-out chair behind the counter. I tried the last slice of the cheeseburger pizza and didn’t like it as much as some of the others. I sat near 2 police officers named Stoj and Locke with a security guard. I ate my pizza and then went back to get some ice for my watermelon punch minute maid I had left over. I booted up my Thinkpad from home to access my college schedule and sent a picture of it to Seth M so we could discuss hours. I talked with Seth M a bit and then went back to doing nothing. At 2:13pm, I overheard Lillehammer complaining about her brother-in-law for some reason, I don’t think it was actually complaining but whatever. I complimented Zach A on his clothes and he gave me a pat on the back. Eventually I tried doing some fake typing to distract Edgar. I finally left at 4:01pm and walked to the bus stop to take it home. I got back and had some leftover fettuccine for dinner and then sent Agaw a message to clarify something about if she’s going to be picking me up or not. I finished watching Ongezellig and loved it, I hate Studio Massa for refusing to continue it. I know it’s hard to animate but couldn’t he just return to a comic format like his other stuff. I had the pasta I had leftover for dinner and tried booting my desktop to find some insane failure. I took a shower and went to sleep.

Song of the Day: Paparazzi - Lady Gaga (2009)
 
January 17th, 2026: I woke up at 7:30am and got out of bed to walk to the food pantry event at 7:58am. It was still snowing on my arduous walk there but I got in through the south entrance, the employee entrance. I got in line for food which was egg bake, monkey bread, and banana bread. I got coffee and talked to Nikki who said I should come here to volunteer sometimes. I then saw Gina and talked with her. I noticed a sign above the food that was real woman affirming shit in a building connected to a church… I ate and then left to head back home and shovel more. James the Greater was there while he was getting packed up to head home, there was a knock at the door and this old guy hired by our landlady came to fix my recessed outlet in my room I got packed up a bit for heading to the laundromat to do my laundry separately this time, one load with the stained (and unstained) whites and everything else. I had some bleach from what Enosh left and I had little detergent left so I bought more. I took my stuff over and then walked to the thrift store to see if they had good white long-sleeved button-ups or button-downs, nope, nothing. I went back to put both things in and then went to this different convenience store to get the monkfruit Redbull energy drinks. I continued writing about yesterday and just tried to get what I could onto the Google Doc, I took the clothes out and they weren’t really bleached, the red was still in them. I got them to dry and drank the second can of Redbull. I got home with the laundry and folded it up pretty quickly. At 2:17pm my mom sent this message to dad and I:
<Daddy and I are thinking of coming to [city] next weekend to see you instead. Which day works best? Is there anything special you want to do?
I replied that any day could work. I got my scarf wrapped around my mouth and nose before catching the bus to the wine store. I took it then got off to walk in, I looked for fAsherah but couldn’t see her, I walked around a bit and found the exact same brand of pistachio liquor that Lebanon had talked about months ago. I passed by the Captain Morgans rum and the Mount Gay rum also but only bought the pistachio stuff. I got off and continued to write and discuss with Agaw when she’d be picking me up, we agreed on 6:15pm. I panicked at 5:22pm when Agaw messaged me:
<Just a heads up: I’m heading out now, should be there in 40 minutes (ETA. 6pm). Feel free to take the extra 15 minutes as needed though👍
I got all dressed up by then and at 5:45pm ate leftovers without even microwaving it. My Paul Frederick long-sleeved white button-up with the cuff button damaged was the only thing I could wear. She picked me up at 6:15pm and then drove me all the way over to her boyfriend's house. She told me that she was interviewing for an internship this week and she invited multiple people from her Bible study group including Bernarda. We got to her boyfriend’s house and then drove to the club to dance. Getting there at 7:10pm. There weren’t that many people there yet except for Adam I, Yor and her brother Loid. There was this lady from Augusta, Georgia whom I will be calling the Augustan, we danced a bit and then I danced with a few more people. I went to the bar attached and got a Miller Lite to drink for $4.00 in cash from a middle aged very tan lady. More people trickled in like the guy who I’m pretty sure is Jewish originally, maybe a convert from Hasidic Judaism plus another. There was a bald big guy with a ginger beard whose name was probably Joe. I didn’t interact with him, I didn’t talk to him, but the whole reason I figured out his name was that it’s on his belt buckle. Yeah.
Here’s the song list:

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I danced with 2 more women, including a 35 year old kindergarten teacher from just outside of Evanston, Illinois before there was an announcement after the Samba line dance that we were going to be divided into lines 2 to learn how to swing dance. I got paired up with the Table #12 girl to relearn swing dancing. There was 3 lines and I noticed that Table #2 and Table #7 were here. I danced for a bit until I got switched over to Table #7, I asked her if she had a lot of brothers but she assumed I thought it due to her being a mechanic, she was wearing long white gloves hiding rings underneath. She told me she frequented the renaissance faire in the southeast of the state. Later Margaret came in and after a while of her dancing with another guy I finally got to dance with her. She praised my memory again and told me that flirt to convert isn’t a good way to find a Christian partner, she told me her sister’s wedding was in December so she wasn’t at the last dance. I had finally worked up the courage to ask her for her social media:“Hey, do you happen to have an Instagram?”
I asked, she replied:
“No I don’t, but I have Facebook!”
I then informed her:
“I don’t have Facebook, but can I get your number?”
I got it and she took a photo of herself at 8:49pm for the contact photo. I went on to dance with other women like a 30 year old Hispanic from Midland, Texas, she moved to Illinois for graduate school. I saw Adam II later, I danced with a woman whom I remembered from a previous dance where she complained about guys not asking girls to dance. I think she might be Table #11, I’m not sure. But we danced more. I saw Loid dancing with Marie and let me say that Marie is way shorter than me and Loid is way taller than me. Rasputin came on and a bunch of guys including myself danced to it, I was out for 2 dances afterwards due to exhaustion. I danced with Table #7 again because she seemed upset that nobody was dancing with her, she tried guiding me a bit. At 9:20pm I went outside on the balcony because some guys were also out there. I took a few pictures using my phone:
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I went back inside to dance with another girl who looked like I danced with Margaret again and then went over to Agaw and her boyfriend and told her about getting Margaret’s number, she was excited that Gemerson managed to get her. I went over a bit later to ask Margaret’s friend she came with to dance but they said they still wanted to talk to each other. I danced more with others until I saw Margaret and her friend left. I took this picture of a tiny Jesus I found at 10:24pm:

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I saw Table #7 dancing with this guy and they were doing extremely well, so my instincts told me to tell the guy:“I think you should ask for her number.”
And he told me:
“I’ll think about it.”
AKA: No. I spotted the younger French priest and then went to talk with him after a bit and why he came to the dance so late, he didn’t dance but Table #7 did talk with him. We left at 10:55pm, Agaw and her boyfriend talked about how they met and that Agaw was born in Madison but immediately was moved by her single mom to have a support system and how Agaw lives down the hall from her first apartment as a baby. At 11:08pm while making a turn, Agaw caused us to start hydroplaning and we freaked out and drove slower. At 11:21pm Margaret finally texted me:
<Hey Gemerson! I had fun dancing with you tonight. Make sure to drive safe and stay warm ☺️
Agaw told me it was good but I should wait to text her. So I got home at 11:35pm, took a shower, and then texted her at 11:47pm:
>I didn’t drive but my driver made us hydroplane at a turn. I’m home safe! 🫡
And I continued to stay up to write my entry…

Song of the Day: Ciągle pada - Czerwone Gitary (1974)
 
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ecstasy said:
im not roman
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Lmao look him up and figure out my pareal woman saint. You’d get the reference.
ecstasy said:
point stands. why should i follow, or respect a religion or it's followers that won't respect me or my peoples, a foreign religion and followers at that.
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We don’t respect you because of your religion, not because of your race.
 


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